Gu Zixuan still remembered his date with Qi Shuya. Feng Chengjin furrowed his brows tightly because of Gu Zixuan’s words, "Multiple choices?" "Isn’t it? After all, you’re unmarried, the top diamond bachelor in Rong City, a lot of women must like you, it’s only right to pick and choose before marriage." Gu Zixuan nodded, her lips held a smile, her tone was impartial. In the next instant, a shadow of resentment in Feng Chengjin’s eyes was ignited by Gu Zixuan, as he set down his coffee cup, he grabbed hers and placed it on the table as well. Gu Zixuan was stunned, unable to understand why he got angry just from one sentence, and wouldn’t even let her have coffee. The next moment, she was pushed down onto the sofa by Feng Chengjin, who leaned over and pressed against her... "Hey, I was just joking." Gu Zixuan exclaimed anxiously. But it was already too late; in the sofa, Feng Chengjin found her lips quickly. It made Gu Zixuan’s face heat up continuously. His heavy body pressed her tightly into the leather sofa, and his long fingers moved down along her waistline. Gu Zixuan’s face turned completely red like a drop of blood. She simply didn’t know when this man, who moved between gentle and overbearing, was at his most normal. Her body was forced down, she smelled the scent of his shirt with every breath. Especially since his body was so warm. "Feng, Feng Chengjin, this is the office." She felt his lips start to wander restlessly. And his hand was increasingly touching her skirt... Gu Zixuan hurriedly shouted, afraid to raise her voice, as outside the door was Qin Nuo and the secretarial office, making her shout seem powerless yet petulant. So her reluctance to speak gave Feng Chengjin more blatant audacity. Briefly paused, he continued to conquer her, making the back of her head feel numb. His hand started to remove her little jacket, trying to pull down her dress zipper more conveniently. She quickly grabbed the edge of the sofa desperately, not letting him succeed. Feng Chengjin was unsuccessful, venting his little emotions by pinching her waist. Gu Zixuan felt pain, but dared not protest. Finally, facing Feng Chengjin’s deep gaze at her, she felt aimless resistance... The kiss quickly took away all the oxygen in her mind. Slowly, the kiss in the bathroom that night seemed to come back to reality, facing Feng Chengjin constantly pulling her closer, she seemed to have uncontrollable thoughts drifting away. How could she feel this passionate state... like a memory lingering for eight years, thinking it would cause heartache, never believing she’d love anyone else or walk out of it. But why? Why does every time Feng Chengjin shows strong desire for her, does she feel this way? And for Feng Chengjin, noticing the kiss deepen, he knew it might soon be uncontrollable. That leftover rationality reminded him not to force, to wait for her willing consent. So, he pecked her lips hard once, then released her, instructing, "Say those kinds of words again, and I’ll truly take you, understand?" Gu Zixuan inhaled deeply several times to regain oxygen, coming back to herself. Listening to the threat and seeing the overbearing president’s attitude, she couldn’t help but feel amused. Especially, what does it mean to say those kinds of words and he’ll truly take her? Is their relationship this intimate? However, this was the first time Feng Chengjin explicitly said the word "take." Gu Zixuan knew that Feng Chengjin’s temperament had a hint of selfish arrogance, so she tried not to provoke him. She nodded, blushing, and turned away without speaking. Feng Chengjin looked at her twice, then sat up straight. Gu Zixuan supported herself, trying to sit upright, but perhaps because she had been under pressure for so long, half of her leg went numb, and she couldn’t sit up. As she staggered back slightly, a hand suddenly reached around to support her waist and back. In the next instant, Feng Chengjin gave Gu Zixuan a deep look. Without saying a word, he turned around, bent his knees, and with his other arm scooped her under her knees, lifting her up into a horizontal embrace. His forearm was strong and powerful, holding her without any effort. However, for Gu Zixuan, this long-lost princess carry immediately made her heart race to her throat. Leaning against his chest, her heart pounded wildly. Due to being held after just a few steps, his intense masculine presence made her face burn, leaving her speechless. It was different from the shallow teasing he had shared with her that morning; now he was so intense that Gu Zixuan’s whole heart felt like it was on fire. Feng Chengjin carried her over to a chair by the dining table and finally started the task Qin Nuo hadn’t finished. He opened each lunch box, arranged the bowls and chopsticks for Gu Zixuan, and then sat down again. Sitting down, Feng Chengjin appeared tall and graceful, with no trace of the impulsive disarray from earlier, returning to his aloof godly demeanor, except for a faint curve at the corners of his lips indicating his satisfaction with today’s meal. Gu Zixuan blushed, not knowing what to say... After that, nothing else happened to make Gu Zixuan blush and have her heart race, her blood boiling. However, after they finished their meal and came down from the top floor, with her about to leave, Feng Chengjin blocked her at the door and finally said the thing he hadn’t finished earlier: "If you find being around anyone unpleasant, just let me know." Nᴇw novel chapters are publɪshed on novelFirｅ.net He didn’t explain what was going on between him and Director Mu, nor did he say how he would clear things up — he just went straight to the point. Gu Zixuan felt a slight warmth in her heart, unable to keep the corners of her lips from rising. But facing him, she still didn’t reveal this, saying instead, "Why would I tell you if I’m not getting along with someone?" She smirked and quickly turned to leave. In place, Feng Chengjin listened to her words, which clearly stated that there was still nothing between them, and was left speechless and amused. He wanted to pull her back but it was already too late. Helplessly, he smiled, watching the lively woman who occasionally ran away like a rabbit and shook his head — he could only wait for her to finish work... Gu Zixuan returned to the office. Leaving work half an hour early that morning made it necessary for her to start early now to maintain her image as a leader on the first day. Nearby, in the big city, employees who couldn’t go home for lunch at noon mostly ate their meals in the office, except for a few small group gatherings here and there. Therefore, with Gu Zixuan’s start time, employees quickly understood her work ethic. Especially the project manager, who had seen Gu Zixuan come from the direction of the president’s private elevator in the morning, and worked so diligently, felt an overwhelming admiration. She truly is President Feng’s golden wife! Where did he find her? Look at her education, her knowledge, and her looks and figure... and finally, at her commitment to earning money for her husband! The project manager practically had stars in his eyes looking at Gu Zixuan. Gu Zixuan had no idea what the project manager was thinking, only that she saw their hard work and believed it was important to implement projects quickly, raise salaries, and give bonuses, so she continued working silently. Gu Zixuan was busy all afternoon. Just at 4 o’clock, the uninvited guest from the morning sent a little representative to her office. "Knock knock," sounded at the door. Gu Zixuan looked up, seeing a woman dressed in what was clearly not humble attire, though obviously mid-range brands, yet paired with a high-quality replica Chanel belt, and although she knocked politely, there was little respect in her eyes. Gu Zixuan furrowed her brows slightly and said, "Come in." Musa’s assistant, the second person in HR, who had also followed Musa to see Gu Zixuan that morning, An Ran, instantly sensed that Gu Zixuan had caught onto something. Blushing and with her heart racing, having originally harbored a slight contempt for Gu Zixuan’s arrival, she now wore a look of disgust, blushing and red-eared. Gu Zixuan had no intention of mocking her, as she merely cast a light glance without any deliberate purpose. An Ran, meanwhile, stared at Gu Zixuan’s thoroughly branded attire and jewelry and finally at the Bvlgari serpent watch worth possibly hundreds of thousands of dollars, with completely dark eyes. When she spoke, her smile took on a more sharp, falsely sarcastic tone, "Director Gu..." Feng Chengjin: Dear author, when will you let me pounce? Hua Xi: Pounce on your sister! Can’t you see even getting a kiss rejected? Go stew in your own juices. Feng Chengjin rolled on the spot in a 360-degree circle, pouting and wailing: No, I’m lonely, empty, thirty-four years without a wife. Just let me have a kiss, let me kiss her. Zixuan is my wife, messing around with my own wife isn’t against the rules. Hua Xi hugged the editor’s leg and wailed: Editor, please, let this pass, or deleting more sections will really leave me with insufficient word count. New Year is coming, I need to support my family and raise a son, it’s not easy raising a thirty-four-year-old son without meat to chew on. If you pass this, I’ll dedicate myself to thanking you another day. When the male lead has kids in the future, the credits will be partly yours and partly mine...